"What did you say!"

Shangguan Yan immediately roared out, and the palace maid shrank back, not knowing if it was good news, so she said stubbornly: "The news early this morning said that Lord Zhu went to Yaochi to pawn the begonia hairpin, and then was sent back to the mansion."

As soon as she was excited, Shangguan Yan immediately sank into her heart, her eyes were deep, "Sure enough, as expected by the mourning family, Ziyuan resigned from the palace for no reason, and he has nothing to do with the emperor." ”

Mo Fan's expression moved, and he said, "Queen Mother, then let's hurry up and meet Master Zhu, if you want to go back to Anle City, you will definitely be angry."

Shangguan Yan immediately looked at Yu Qi and said, "Hurry up and prepare the carriage, the mourning family must leave the palace as soon as possible!"

At this time, Jiang Yao, who was one step ahead, had already come to the door of Zhu Cangchen's mansion, Liu Shangyi helped Jiang Yao get out of the carriage, and she stood in front of the door. Liu Shangyi stepped forward and knocked on the door, and it was Zhu Cangchen who opened the door.

When he opened the door, he saw a smiling woman standing outside the door, beautiful and charming without powder, dressed in pale pink clothes, lined with a fair complexion, like congealed cream.

"Childe, see you again."

Jiang Yaoying's smile made Zhu Cangchen's face even redder, and he hurriedly opened the door and said, "I don't know if the girl is ......"

She didn't answer in a hurry, and said with a smile: "What, don't you invite me in and say?" ”

"Blame me for being confused, girl, please come in."

Jiang Yao smiled, carried the hem of her skirt and walked inside, with a fragrance on her body, and when she walked in front of her, Zhu Cangchen saw the shiny begonia glass hairpin on her bun.

My heart was suddenly tightened, and I thought to myself: Could this woman be the emperor?

Jiang Yao walked into the courtyard, looked around the house, there was no servant of any subordinates, Zhu Cangchen followed Jiang Yao into the house, and poured tea for Jiang Yao with a teapot: "The house hasn't come yet, and I hope the girl won't blame it." ”

She sat down in the morning, Zhu Cangchen stood in the hall, and he looked into the courtyard at the rows of entourage, even the clothes worn by the subordinates were very extraordinary.

"Seeing that your mansion has been deserted for a long time, do you need someone to serve, I can send you a few to serve you."

Zhu Cangchen waved his hand again and again and said: "I am used to living alone, and I don't have the blessing to be served, I don't know if the girl is the emperor?" ”

Jiang Yao glanced at Zhu Cangchen deeply, a smile on the corner of her mouth, she leaned on the table, and said softly: "It turns out that the son still remembers the widow." ”

"It's not that I remember, it's the hairpin of this begonia."

Zhu Cangchen took out the hairpin from his cuffs, respectfully placed it on the table beside Jiang Yao, took two steps back and bent over, "Now the original is returned." ”

"It's been given to you, how can there be any reason to take it back, Gongzi takes it away, and the right is a token."

Although Zhu Cangchen looked at the woman's face with a smile, there was no kind of male and female affection in that smile, but the woman had already surpassed the hairpin.

What's more, it is so valuable, it can leverage a lot of money, with invisible power.

"The grass people deserve it, and I hope the emperor will take it back, this is not what the grass people should have."

"Childe told the widow before that he wanted to go to the mountains and rivers and travel all over the world to seek a place of peace of mind, but now he is back for money, is it not up to his original thoughts?"

Zhu Cangchen, who said this, looked at Jiang Yao's smiling face, feeling that she must have known a lot of things in her past.

"The grass people don't remember it now, dare to ask the emperor if he can tell me the story I once had?"

Jiang Yao picked up the bowl and smelled it gently, it was an ordinary tea leaf, and it did not have the delicate fragrance in the palace, and it could be said to be the cheap one, so she put it down.

"Do you want to hear it?"

Jiang Yao lowered her eyebrows, her smile was moving, and her voice seemed empty and long in the empty hall.

Zhu Cangchen remembered his forgetfulness, and in the face of the olive branch given by Jiang Yao at this time, he suddenly didn't know how to choose, and the meaning of Jiang Yao's words was also telling him that knowing the past was forgetting his original intention.

The past must have been extremely painful for him, but now do you want to reminisce about it?

"Why do everyone call me Master Zhu?"

After all, I couldn't help it, I wanted to explore, but I didn't want to hear it all.

Jiang Yao put his hand on Zhuo Zi, looking at Zhu Cangchen who was still calm, and was still reluctant to let him leave the court, but now the war in the court of Nan'an has long since disappeared.

"You used to be a powerful courtier under the hands of the widow, and you were in the first rank of the official, but now that you have resigned from the official, your prestige is still there, and you have nothing to do with calling Lord Zhu."

"I see."

"But why did the emperor leave me a begonia hairpin after I lost my memory?"

After Zhu Cangchen sorted out the memories of the past few months, as if he had caught a point in his chaotic thoughts, Jiang Yao finally asked the point again, stood up from the chair, and stared at Zhu Cangchen with a pair of peach blossom eyes.

Walking into him step by step, standing up in front of him, Jiang Yao, who was half a head shorter, looked up at him slightly, "This question is excellent." ”

At such a close distance, Zhu Cangchen could even smell the faint fragrance on Jiang Yao's body, and the breath of exhalation hit his neck, disturbing his face to the root of his ears.

"You used to be a waiter in the harem."

Zhu Cangchen thought that he might have made a mistake, or he knew some secrets, so he was disposed of like this, but he didn't expect the answer Jiang Yao gave to be this, the waiter...... He knew that only the emperor and the queen mother had a chamberlain in the palace.

"Grass people, how can a rough posture be...... Waiter? ”

Jiang Yao chuckled, turned around and walked out the door, and said, "Childe, it is a smash hit in the harem, and the widow is also heartbroken for the departure of Childe. ”

Ambiguous words, Zhu Cangchen was even more confused, after Jiang Yao left, he walked to the table and picked up the hairpin, looked at it carefully, he looked at the pale pink begonia flower, full of puzzlement.

"Am I really her chamberlain......"

On the street, Jiang Yao's carriage and Shangguan Yan's carriage drove past each other, Jiang Yao opened the curtain and looked at Shangguan Yan outside the veil opposite, Shangguan Yan had cold eyes, staring at Jiang Yao, his face was gloomy.

Jiang Yao chuckled and put the curtain on the car, her thin lips slightly curled.

Then, Shangguan Yanjin got out of the carriage, she pushed open the door of Zhu Cangchen's mansion, and saw him in a blue shirt, holding a hairpin in his hand, carefully observing the sky.

She walked over step by step with anger, with longing for not seeing him for a long time, with complaints about him, and with the discomfort of breaking his thoughts, she strode towards him.

Zhu Cangchen looked at another strange woman, but this woman was angry, not at all like the woman just now. He put the hairpin on the table, bowed to the woman and said, "I don't know what the lady is looking for the grass people?" ”

"The mourning family still wants to ask you, what do you want?"

Shangguan Yan stared at the hairpin and walked over, copied it, and knew that it was Jiang Yao's thing at a glance, especially his hairpin flower would be engraved with the royal "JY" symbol, and there was a string of words on the hairpin branch: Wait for you alone, hand in hand with the white head.

The anger in her heart burned even more, but she didn't know that Jiang Yao's begonia hairpins were all written like this.

"Is this Ziyuan, a big gift to the mourning family?"